"I-I pr-promise." I stutter, the gravity of what I did finally hits me hard but I get the tears under control, with how much I've cried today, there was no telling if I wouldn't pass out from another sobbing fit.
The more I rely on Virgil for comfort, the more time I'll need to heal my sore and bruised heart, I know this but I'm too weak, I'm not strong enough.
"Ready boys?" My mom struts in with a shit-eating grin on her face, a very obvious proof that shows that she was actually eavesdropping.
"I'm driving!" Virgil tosses to her, his voice lighter and happier.
I smile at this, it is nice to be able to put smiles on the faces of the people you loved. I let out a small squeak when Virgil sweeps me off my feet and starts for the car, with how often he does it, I wonder how I still even get shocked.
